Chapter 11

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Sierra's pov

Getting up I couldn't help but smile. I had the best night of my life with the guy I love. Even if he didn't know i loved him yet. I got dressed(outfit above) and pepped myself for the mission I had. I strapped my guns to my thigh and shoved my knife in my pocket. I headed to my office and found Lena, Marco and Luke. "You ready?" They all nodded and I started reading the file. "On June 20th, a ton of cocaine was delivered to this warehouse in upstate New York." I handed them the map," our job is to take all the money we can and burn the drugs, therefore making them buy more and us stealing it again etc etc. "They nodded again," Marco and Luke you  are on money duty, Lena you are with me." We headed out, Marco and Luke in one car and me and Lena in the other. To be completely honest I never like her. She gave me weird vibes but this gang is about accepting people so therefore I cant judge. We arrived at the warehouse and the two men headed upstairs. Lena found the drugs and we started throwing them into a bathtub that we had filled with water. I heard footsteps behind me and someone grabbed my neck. I elbowed their face, or at least tried to. I suddenly felt a horrible pain in my left shoulder. I fell to the ground in pain, then the right shoulder began to sting. I heard running footsteps then all went black. 

I woke up to bright lights and and people talking around me. I couldn't move, or talk, or barely breathe. The pain was so bad. I felt my eyes start to shut again, I heard someone yell my name but I couldn't figure out who.


Nick's pov

"She was shot, oh my god." I was numb, I couldn't believe it. Lily stood next to me and rubbed my back. "Its gonna be ok, love." I wanted so desperately to believe her but I just couldn't. I had told her about Sierra as soon as I heard what happened, not able to stop the anxiety attack from happening someone was bound to find out. I was just happy it was her. Luke had told me she was shot three times, one in each shoulder and one in her right thigh. I couldn't help but start to cry. If she wasn't ok, I don't know what I will do.

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